Although it very rarely happens, occasionaly, I get a craving, all "Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle" style, and I gotta make a run for the border for a few soft taco's, or maybe a Big Mac, which I still like because I was denied them as a child, and, I guess I'm one of the lucky one's, because unlike Harold and Kumar, there is a White Castle less than 2 miles from my apartment if I ever get a craving for a slider.